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♪

[knock, knock] Steve >> Room service.

Alison >> Mmmm...

Wow! You spoil me.

Can't help myself.

You're up early.

Yeah, I've got some work to do before I go

into the office.

Mmm...you look nice. Thank you.

[slurp]

Well? How's the tea?

Yes. I rule.

Or...rock... Or something.

What do I do?

Actually, I think either one is

technically correct.

You must sometimes wonder why you married

somebody so... so tragically unhip.

Easy, because you make a great cup of tea.

[rattle of pills]

Not to mention offers bedside delivery.

You're supposed to tell me when you're running low on these.

Um... I'm running low on those.

That's cute. Say 'ah'.

Ahhhh...

Thank you.

[slurp]

[sigh]

Don't look at me like that...

I just don't think that you appreciate...

...that I have a serious heart condition.

I'm sorry, Doctor, I forgot.

But that's what I do best, right?

Yeah, and I worry about you.

That's what I do best. All right.

All right, I'll refill it on the way home tonight.

Thank you. Mm hum...

Get out of bed. [laughter]

♪

Right on!

♪

[footsteps]

[Steve hums to himself]

[footsteps]

So...I was thinking. Uh-oh.

No, I was just thinking that it's been a while

since we've been out to the ranch and maybe

we should go this weekend.

Mmm... Sold.

I'll cancel my Friday afternoon appointments.

Wow, that was easy.

Next question?

How did you know there was going to be another?

'Cause there always is.

Come on, the first one's meant to soften me up.

Now you're going to hit me with the tough one.

Humph. Well, never mind.

Uh...no. No, no...No...Come on.

No...no, that's not fair. No fair...Come on.

Alison... Tell me.

Well, it's just that I was thinking...you know, we haven't

talked about trying to get pregnant in a while...

Ahh....Now I get it.

That's why you 'forgot' to tell me about the pills?

No, it's just that, you know...Janet says that...

Janet says...here we go. The evils of modern

medicine, right?

Yup. She just thinks that, you know, maybe we should

consider some alternatives, you know, some herbal remedies,

some homeopathic therapy.

Uh huh, like what? Applying leeches?

Realigning your chakras? Wait, wait, wait, I bet

eye of newt is in there somewhere I suppose.

Uh huh, uh huh. Go ahead, laugh it up, buddy.

Honey, I'm sorry. I know that whack job's

a friend of yours, but the woman thinks that a cure for

everything can be found at the local health food store.

Modern drugs have saved a lot more people

than they've harmed.

But I love the ranch idea.

We can go up, have some fun, clear our heads, talk about

this very...[kiss] very...[kiss]

important subject further.

Okay? Okay.

I love you. I love you.

Steve >> Have a nice day.

You too.

Cynthia >> The point is - the guy is lying.

He's trying to tell us that these new homes of his

are going to increase the value of ours, when actually

it'll drive our property values down.

These nice quiet little streets, the traffic will

quadruple, triple, or more,

with his buyers trying to get to their nice,

quiet little streets. Anyway, I've called

an Association meeting for next Tuesday.

Well, did the Association request an EIR?

Janet >> An EI...what? Environmental Impact Report.

Now that'll tie him up for a year minimum.

Meanwhile we can have the City assess the effects of the

additional tonnage on the roads.

I mean they'll be assessing the contractor trucks,

the delivery vehicles, not to mention heavy machinery,

earth movers and so forth.

Oh! We need signatures, and lots of 'em.

If we want to get their attention we've got to

bury them in paperwork. Petitions are a great place

to start.

Where did that come from?

I...I don't know.

Cynthia >> Did you study law?

Your guess is as good as mine.

[cell phone rings]

Oh, you know, I think that's me.

Hello there. Hey, are you busy?

No, just taking a walk. Why?

So what does that mean "your guess is a good as mine"?

Oh, she has amnesia.

No! Like, real amnesia?

Yeah. Just like that, yeah.

She seems pretty with-it for someone who can't

remember anything.

Oh, she can remember things, just nothing more than

a year ago.

Okay, well, it'll take me a couple minutes to get

home from here and...what? Let's say 20 minutes?

Okay. Love you. Bye.

Love you, too.

Okay, so that was Steve. I've got to run something up

to the office for him, but I want to pick this up again.

And, anything I can do for you...

Cynthia >> Thanks. It was really nice meeting you.

You too. Janet >> Call me later.

Yeah, definitely.

I've never met anyone with amnesia, I must say.

Sometimes I envy her. Like, when?

Whenever I think of my ex.

[sound of car engine]

♪

[blaring car horn!] [squealing tires!]

[CRASH!]

[BASH!]

[rattle of rolling metal]

♪

Steve >> Dr. Prasad! Dr. Morgan.

Please tell me she's all right.

She's going to be fine. Thank God!

There's some bruising, some minor lacerations...

I hope you don't mind, I had a look at the skull x-ray.

Yes, there is a mild concussion, but once the

subcranial edema subsides in a day or two,

she should be fine. Steve >> Terrific.

Oh, that's a relief. I'd like to keep her here

for observation, though, just to be on the safe side.

Yeah, absolutely. Prasad >> I have her under

mild sedation at the moment. She's resting comfortably,

but I'd like to get a jump on her paperwork...

Steve >> Tell me about it, these insurance companies.

They make our lives a living hell, don't they?

So you wouldn't mind filling out a medical history

for her then? Steve >> Absolutely.

Great, I'll stop by in the morning to check in.

Take care. You too.

[thunder]

[zaps of lightning]

♪

HUH!

[sound of storm]

Steve >> Okay? Alison >> No, just a bad dream.

Steve >> I'm here now.

How're you feeling?

My head hurts.

I'll bet it does. You have a slight concussion.

If this is slight, I'd hate to know what

a really bad one feels like.

You'll be fine, Alison. You're going to be fine.

Sleep as much as you can.

Your body needs to heal itself.

♪

[sound of zipper]

Prasad >> Good to see you walking around.

Oh. Well, I've been doing it for about 30 or

so years, so I've gotten pretty good at it.

Good to see your sense of humor is back as well.

Feeling all right? I don't know that I'd go

that far, but better than when I got here, yeah.

Good. You'll probably have some discomfort for

the next several days, so I've prescribed some pain

medication to help you with that.

Great. Thank you.

Prasad >> Dr. Morgan. You know, call me Steve.

Okay. You can call me Jennifer.

Jennifer. Well, you're all checked out.

Ready to go home? Oh! Yes!

PA system >> Dr. Prasad, please report to the ER.

Dr. Prasad, please report to ER.

[sigh] No rest for the wicked.

I've got to run. Steve, Alison, a pleasure.

If you have any questions, don't hesitate.

Steve >> Thanks for everything. Allison >> Thank you.

Alison >> The first thing I'm going to do is take

a nice hot bath!

It sounds great. While you're soaking away,

I'll make a nice dinner. Ohhh...the royal treatment.

All the way.

I should get into accidents more often.

How about not. Oh, there's Janet.

Slow down a sec. [honk, honk] Steve >> Do I have to?

Okay, I'm slowing down.

[running footsteps]

Hey, there. How are you doing?

Alison >> As good as can be expected.

Is there anything you need? A night in my own bed.

Yeah, I'll second that.

Alison >> Poor Steve. He spent the entire night

sleeping in a chair. Janet >> Aw, Steve...

Always playing the doting husband.

Steve >> Yeah, well now I have to play the

over-protective husband and get her home to bed, okay?

Okay. But seriously, you need anything,

just give me a call. I'll give you a call tomorrow.

Bye. Steve >> See ya.

♪

[chop, chop, chop...]

[footsteps]

Steve >> Hey. Dinner is almost ready.

Okay, no, so it isn't, but... [chuckles]

How was your bath? You have no idea.

It was fantastic. I lit a candle...

[gurgle of wine being poured] I feel like a different person.

To... Having you back.

Here, here. [clink] >> Cheers.

[slurp] Mmmmm...

So, what is Chef Steve creating for us tonight?

Chicken cacciatore, a little salad and just

some homemade polenta.

You're amazing. You know I want to

argue with you there, but I can't.

♪

Steve >> Alison... [smash of glass breaking]

♪

Honey! What is it?

♪

My God...

♪

Alison...

♪

Alison...

♪

You okay?

Alison >> I'm...I'm sorry... It's okay.

I've got it.

Just watch your feet.

Honey, you're white as a sheet. Are you okay?

I don't know. I just...I felt dizzy.

Alison, if there's something wrong, you've got to tell me.

It's nothing really.

I can't help you if you don't tell me what it is.

It's just a bit... I've been having these...

weird flashes of stuff. What?

Images...

Like what?

A house, a man with a tattoo on his arm...

I don't know, they're really hazy, yet vivid

at the same time.

They almost feel like memories.

[Steve sighs] Well, it's possible.

I mean maybe the accident triggered something.

Maybe the swelling from the concussion is

exerting pressure... I mean, the right kind of

trauma to the limbic system... Who knows?

Okay, you know what? Let's not jump to

conclusions here, okay? Let's get you a night

in your own bed. We'll see how you are

in the morning.

It's just they were so disturbing.

Your whole life was disturbing, sweetheart.

Your parents, your ex-boyfriend, all of it.

Exceedingly so.

But you know, I saw a little girl...blonde, like me.

Maybe it was you.

It's been a rough few days, huh?

Maybe it's just stress, exhaustion.

Go to bed. I'll bring you dinner.

Thank you.

How did I get so lucky to have you?

♪

I don't know.

♪

[sound of dog barking]

[soft rustle of bedclothes]

[drawer slides] [rattle of pills]

[sharp squeal] Ah! Ahh....

♪

HUH! Ah...!

Alison... HUH!

Hey. Calm down it's just me.

What are you doing down here?

I don't know... I had a bad dream.

Come back to bed.

♪

ison,how are you feeling?

Oh, I'm all right. Just a little tired, thanks.

Well, you gave us all a good scare.

Tell me about it. Hey, I want you to know,

I took all of your ideas and ran with them.

In fact, the environmental consultant's coming to

this meeting. Oh, great.

I was actually supposed to meet him here a few minutes

early...I'm late of course. But I'm still counting on you

to draft that petition, goodness knows we could use you!

That's great. I'd be honored.

Great. See you inside. All right.

Cynthia >> See ya, Janet. Janet >> Hey.

Well...no good deed goes unpunished, huh?

Alison >> Yeah. Child's voice >> MOM! Look!

♪

Janet >> What's wrong? Are you all right?

♪

I don't know. I...um...

Can we just...not go in right now?

Ever since the accident, I've been...seeing things.

Janet >> Not a bright white light, I hope, because you're

not supposed to walk towards that.

Janet...I'm being serious. I'm just trying to

make you laugh. Thanks.

Yeah... What have you been seeing?

Uh...I don't know. Flashes of things.

Memories? Well, that's what I thought.

But, you know, they're so painful.

Well, from what you've told me your life was no picnic.

No, by painful I mean my head actually hurts.

You know, that thing when you eat ice cream?

It's just like that only times 10,000.

Oh. That does sound painful.

Do you think that's from the accident?

Ahhh...I don't know. You know...there's something

so vivid or weird about these images.

Okay, like what? A man with a tattoo,

a little girl, a crashing bottle of milk,

a crucifix. I think I saw myself pregnant.

Okay, pregnant. When our subconscious speaks

to us, it's usually open for interpretation, but that

seems pretty clear. Our dreams are just

manifestations of all kinds of things going on in our lives.

See, that's the thing that's freaking me out.

They're not dreams, they're happening when I'm awake.

Well, what does Steve say about all this?

Oh, he thinks it could be the accident, swelling of

the brain, stress, exhaustion. He's got a whole list of things.

So basically he doesn't know either.

No. I guess not. You know what?

No one knows your body better than you do.

So if you have any doubts maybe you should get a second opinion.

I've thought about that. Yeah, it's just, you know,

I don't want to hurt his feelings.

Look, why don't you get a second opinion and then

worry about his feelings.

♪

Prasad >> Hallucinations... Alison >> Ah...that might

be too strong a word. Prasad >> Would 'memories'

perhaps be a better one?

We can't rule it out. These 'hallucinations' may

simply be your memories coming back to you.

Trauma has been known to do this sort of thing.

So there's some chance... Prasad >> Oh, yes.

People do recover from amnesia. Sometimes their memories

come back all at once. Other times they trickle back.

And sometimes people never get them back.

True.

Steve said I had to be prepared for that possibility.

Well, yes, of course, always...but from what

you're telling me, you may be one of the lucky ones.

Ach...lucky is the last thing I feel when these

flashes hit me. It's...the pain is excruciating.

The physical pain you mean?

Uh...yes, it starts back here and then it radiates

around to the front.

That does concern me. Other than the painkillers

I prescribed, have you been taking any other medications?

Yes. Amiodarone. Amiodarone?

Every day. That's an antiarrhythmic...

Yes, for atrial fibrillation.

You're a little young to be being treated for A-Fib.

It's rarely seen in anyone under sixty.

Alison >> Yeah. You were tested for it?

Alison >> Uh huh. Hmmm...

I don't remember seeing anything on the EKG...

As far as the Amiodarone, it's got a number of

side effects I'm aware of, but visions aren't one of them.

I'm going to schedule you for a more thorough

blood work-up, and an MRI. Let's see where that leads us.

Okay. I'd also like to ask your

husband about exactly what tests were previously run

that resulted in the A-Fib diagnosis.

Dr. Prasad, I'd prefer not to discuss this

with him, just yet. Not until we have something

definite to tell him. He'd just be worried sick

over it, and quite frankly I'm just looking for

a second opinion from an objective party.

If that's all right. I understand.

Thank you. I appreciate that.

But if I can't talk to your husband, then I'd like

to send you to a cardiologist as well, to confirm the

A-Fib diagnosis. Are you okay with that?

Whatever it takes. I just need to know.

♪

I was thinking next summer maybe we'd go to Paris.

Would you like that? Go shopping.

Go to nice restaurants. Buy you a diamond necklace.

I'd take off all my clothes. I'd run up and down the

Champs-Elysées... Earth to Alison!

Hm? You zoned out again.

I'm sorry. It's okay.

Hey, where were you this morning?

I called, you didn't answer the phone here.

I called your cell. You didn't pick up.

Oh, I was just out with Janet, shopping.

Man, you guys are inseparable lately.

Did you get anything nice?

Alison?

♪

How did you know I was in the house?

In the...what?

When you saved me from the fire.

How did you know there was someone else in the house?

I heard screaming. And you broke down the door?

Yeah.

And then you just saw me unconscious under a beam?

Yes, that's right. What does this...

What is this? I thought we agreed not to

talk about this anymore. You know, my past is not

something I want to choose, or not choose, to talk about.

I just want to remember it.

What you'd remember of your past, I wouldn't

exactly call it comforting.

I know, Steve. You're parents were abusive,

your relationship was abusive. Yeah, right, right,

a classic cycle of abuse. I believe that I deserved

what I got. Yeah, but that's not

you anymore. Hey, you broke free of that,

and now we have each other.

Alison...

You know how much I love you, don't you?

♪

Of course I do.

♪

You have nothing to be afraid of anymore.

♪

Okay?

♪

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I'm sure I'll be back to myself in a few days.

Yeah.

Oh, great. I don't know, it just...

the message popped up and now it's not working.

Techie >> Okay, the first thing you need to do is....

No, I don't understand. My husband would

probably understand... Look, is there any way you

could just send somebody out? Techie >> What, like today?

Yeah, today, this afternoon? Techie >> Okay, I think

Tray might be available... [beeps on line] >> Okay, okay,

I'm getting another call. Great, I'll see you then.

Techie >> Okay, bye. Bye.

Hello? Alison, it's Dr. Prasad.

I have your test results. Oh, okay, and...?

Prasad >> It would be better if you came down to the office.

Would 11:30 this morning be okay?

Yeah, yeah, that'd be fine.

Prasad >> And if at all possible, I'd like you to bring

some of the Amiodarone you've been taking, with you.

Alison >> Okay, one or...? Prasad >> The bottle would

be most helpful. Alison >> All right.

Prasad >> I'll see you then. Alison >> Okay, great. Thanks.

♪

There's an area here that concerns me.

Words no patient really wants to hear.

Sorry. A peculiar lesion in the

hippocampus and the cortical areas around it.

A lesion... is that like a tumor?

No, no. No need to worry about anything malignant,

this is more like... scar tissue...

Something that was preexisting.

Um...so, what? I was born with it, or what?

I don't understand.

Prasad >> Follow me.

[footsteps]

Prasad >> Please, sit down.

I also have the cardiologist's report here.

Now, the good news is, there's no evidence of the A-Fib

condition you describe. Not on the EKG,

not on the chest X-Ray, and not on the stress test.

Your heart is fine, Alison.

Other than the concussion you suffered in the accident,

you're in perfect health.

There's got to be some mistake...

Prasad >> Clearly.

Perhaps the earlier tests you did gave you erroneous results.

Perhaps it's a simple clerical error.

Stranger things have happened.

In fact, people are misdiagnosed more often than

any of us would care to admit.

Okay, so if that's the good news...

Prasad >> Yes, now for the not-so-good news.

The blood work. Pathology is negative -

that's a good thing. Slight anemia - very common

in women. But then we get to the

toxicology screening.

And it came back positive, but not for Amiodarone.

Oh, uh...I haven't been taking it since the accident.

Amiodarone is an extremely potent drug, it stays in

the body for several months after you stop taking it.

And there's no trace of it in your bloodstream.

Oh, that's just not possible.

Allison, I need to ask you again, are you taking any other

medications, prescription or recreational?

No! Just the Amiodarone. I...I...

What's going on? Prasad >> The lab found high

levels of what appears to be a dopamine blocker, but the

results were inconclusive.

Now, I could retest your blood, but analyzing the pills

themselves would provide us with more definitive results.

You brought them with you? Yeah, yeah I did.

[zip]

[rattle of pills]

Oh, I'm sorry.

Prasad >> I'd like to have these analyzed

if you don't mind. Sure, that's fine.

Prasad >> I'll call you as soon as I know.

Look, Alison, please. Try not to worry too much.

Easier said than done.

As I said, mistakes happen all the time.

I'm sure there's a valid explanation for this.

I hope so.

Okay, thank you.

♪

[brakes squeal!]

[CRASH!]

[child whimpers]

Are you all right? My God, I am so sorry!

Are you all right? Are you all right?

Mommy! Mommy!

♪

Becky >> Mommy!

Alison >> What's wrong? Are you okay?

It's okay, sweetie, you just skinned your knee.

♪

Mother >> ARE SHE ALL RIGHT?

WHAT ARE YOU DOING? GET AWAY FROM HER!

Alison >> Sorry... Mother >> Are you crazy?

You almost hit her! Alison >> Sorry, sorry...

Is she all right? Is she all right?

Mother >> You just need to slow down, okay?

There's kids in this neighborhood.

Alison >> I'm really sorry...

♪

[BEEP! BEEP!]

♪

[ding-dong]

♪

Janet >> Oh, sweetie, you don't look so hot.

♪

Alison >> I feel like I'm losing my mind.

Janet >> These things you're seeing, aren't stopping

I take it. No. They're getting worse.

You know, I don't know if I'm hallucinating,

if I'm getting my memory back, or if I'm just going crazy.

I mean I almost killed that little girl.

Yeah, but the point is, you didn't.

Yeah, but the whole thing happened because I was

thinking about what Prasad said.

Oh, the visions! What did she say?

She said the same thing you did, she thinks

they're memories. Do you see there?

I should've been a doctor.

Yeah. Well, she also can't find any evidence of my

heart condition. This is a bad thing?

Heck, we're two for two. No...actually, we're

two for three if you count the accident, but you know,

two out of three's not bad. Sorry. I'm shutting up.

Well, what's worse - the pills I've been taking for it?

There's a possibility they might not even be what

they're supposed to be. What does that mean?

I don't know. Prasad's got to run some

more tests. I take it you haven't talked

to Steve about any of this?

But I will. Well, you better.

I know, I just... You know, I want to make sure

I know exactly what's going on with me before I do.

I mean this could all just be a big mistake.

[ding-dong] Who's that?

Hi, Tray from Ubergee. You have a problem with

your Internet?

[sigh]

Alison >> Is this going to take much longer?

Tray >> Well, that's hard to say, really.

Listen I've got to get to the bank before it closes.

Do you want me to pick you up anything?

No, I'm fine, thanks. Okay, I'll call and

check in later, okay? Alison >> Okay.

Bye, computer guy. See you.

[footsteps]

Well, there's nothing wrong with your hardware.

I'm going to have to run a diagnostic on your system.

[phone rings]

Alison >> Okay, well do what you've got to do.

Hello? Steve >> What are you up to?

I'm just here with the computer guy.

The Internet went down earlier. That's strange.

Hey, listen, I was thinking... I was just looking at my

schedule, and this Friday's pretty light again.

I thought maybe you'd be up to that trip to the ranch

that I promised you before the accident.

We could take a long trail ride this Saturday morning,

maybe have a picnic by the creek, what do you think?

Um...well, that sounds great. But, should I be riding

with a concussion and all?

We'll take it easy, don't worry.

Honey, you sound strange. What's going on?

No, no, everything's fine. Uh...look, I've got to go.

So, can we talk about this when you get home?

Okay. Okay, bye.

Bye.

Tray >> I found your problem. Alison >> Oh, yeah? What?

This PC's infected with a keystroke logger.

Pretty sophisticated, too.

What's a keystroke logger?

Well, it means everything you type is recorded and

whoever created it can access it.

What, so you mean like a virus or something?

'Cause my husband's really careful about that kind of

stuff...he doesn't want me opening strange emails or...

Got kids? No. No kids. Why?

Well, this looks more like a haxie of a parental control

app I've seen out there. Who set up your computer?

My husband.

Doesn't want you surfing porn, huh?

Do you want me to get rid of it?

Uh...Yes, please.

[phone rings]

It's a busy house. Yeah, today.

Hello? Alison, it's Dr. Prasad.

Alison >> Hold on a second.

[thunks of door]

I hope you have some good new for me.

Prasad >> I regret to say, no.

I sent the scans to the top neurologist in the state.

The lesion we found is characteristic of people

with retrograde amnesia.

Ohhh...Well, I mean that's not exactly news.

Um...What about the pills? Prasad >> The results,

or more accurately, the implications of those results

are very unsettling. I find myself in an very

difficult and unpleasant position.

What? What is it?

Prasad >> The pills you've been taking are a form of

Risperidone, or some derivative thereof.

Risperidone...what's that?

It goes by various trade names, but it's a psychotropic

drug most commonly used to treat paranoid schizophrenia.

Alison >> Schizophrenia...? Yes. Now in large

dosages, the unaltered version has been known to cause

varying degrees of memory loss. Play around with the chemistry

and who knows what the side effects would be.

So wait a minute. You're telling me that the pills

are...suppressing my memory?

Prasad >> I can't be 100 percent certain, but all

the available evidence points in that direction, yes.

Okay, but...but you said that the pills are a form

of the drug. So mine has been...altered?

Yes, almost like a street drug.

This wasn't made in a lab, it was made in somebody's basement.

The other matter we need to discuss is the fact that

your husband, a licensed MD, has been giving you this drug

without your knowledge. Now I know our visits were

confidential in nature, but it is my duty, legally

and ethically, to report this, not only to the medical

association, but to the police. This is a very serious matter.

There will be an investigation.

I wanted to tell you so you wouldn't be surprised by it.

Um...please, Dr. Prasad, I really need to talk to him

about this first. Can you please just

give me a day? I'm very sorry, Alison.

But my reputation and integrity are at stake here as well.

I simply can't risk it. Alison >> All I'm asking for

is 24 hours. You said yourself that this

could just be a mistake, so...please.

All right. But no more.

Thank you.

♪

[car engine]

[sound of door opening]

Steve >> Honey, I'm home. [door thunks closed]

Alison?

[footsteps]

You're not ready, what's...? We've got that dinner

party at the Klein's. I told you about it weeks ago.

[jingle of keys]

I'm not going.

[sigh]

What's wrong?

I went back to Prasad.

Okay, and...?

I don't have a heart condition.

I never did.

These things...these pills that you've been giving me,

they've been erasing my memory!

What have you done to me?

Alison, I'm sorry.

You have no idea how sorry I am.

You're sorry?

That's all you have to say is you're sorry?

I was hoping that I wouldn't have to do this, but I can see

that I have no choice.

I'm going to tell you the truth, and it's not going

to be easy to hear. Tell me.

[sound of sliding boxes]

[footsteps]

There was a fire.

But I didn't save you from it.

Everything that I managed to salvage from our old life

is in here.

I saved it because I hoped that one day, maybe when enough time

had passed, we'd be able to open it...and remember.

We used to live in a house.. in a nice house.

It wasn't big or fancy, but it was ours.

And your parents lived with us.

Your dad had made some bad investments, they had some

financial trouble, and we took them in.

So they weren't...?

They were good people.

They helped us with... How dare you...

Please...let me finish. Please.

We had this tub... this claw foot tub...

this old antique thing.

And I didn't care for it but you...you loved that tub.

You'd light candles, and soak in there for an hour, sometimes

more, until the candles would burn all the way down.

So...I started the fire?

We went out one night to a party and we left

your parents to watch...

♪

...our daughter...

Becky.

♪

She was five, and...

she wanted more than anything to be...

just like her mommy.

When we were out, she ran a bath, and she got some candles

and some matches... [Steve sniffles back tears]

They found your parents near the tub.

They'd obviously tried to save her but they were overcome

by the smoke.

You couldn't handle the loss.

Not that I could, but you blamed yourself...

the fire and the bath and the candles...

like it was all your fault.

And a month after it happened you had a complete

nervous breakdown.

At first, it was like you just shut down...

There was nothing but a shell. Inside you...you couldn't

eat or talk...respond...

You couldn't feed yourself.

You were just a shell, nothing more.

And then, when you finally did start to communicate

with the world, you invented memories.

Ones that your subconscious was able to deal with.

You even started to believe that you'd married your

high school sweetheart instead of me, probably because any

association with Becky...

became too painful.

The psychiatrists said it was schizophrenia, and

they wanted to put you in an institution, but I refused.

I knew that there was a way to treat you myself, but if

anyone found out I'd lose my license,

probably even go to jail.

How could you do that?

I had to.

I didn't come to this easily.

Don't you see? No one would.

It was that or lose you forever.

And you had the gall - and that is not nearly a strong

enough a word - to choose what memories I was allowed to keep?

No. It doesn't work that way. It's not that simple.

I mean erasing memories isn't like cutting out a tumor.

It's not that precise.

I gave you an injection to your memory center, and then I used

the pills to prevent it from repairing itself, at least

until enough time had passed...

But I couldn't risk anything reminding you of Becky,

of who we were. So we had to run away,

and cut all ties.

And I had to make up the story about the abuse and the fire.

I mean I had to make you believe that your past was so

horrible that you wouldn't want to relive it.

So, what...? You...

You were just going to decide when...

when that time would be that I'd be able to remember again?

Alison, I will totally understand if you can't

forgive me, but I did this for you,

because I love you.

Honey, I was so scared I had lost you forever,

and nothing would bring you back.

It was this...

or you end up in an institution forever.

♪

[snarl] Don't!

♪

I need to be alone.

[footsteps]

♪

Hey. I didn't expect to see you here.

I need to know.

Okay.

Everything, every last detail.

Come here for a sec.

I can't just run out right now. I've got three patients

in rooms, and another one waiting, so let me finish up

with them and I'll cancel the rest of the afternoon.

Why don't you wait in my office.

Oh, you know what? Rosemary's out so I'm going to

have to make the calls myself.

Unless you want to do it.

The appointment calendar's on the computer and patient phone

numbers are in the database.

That's fine, I can do that. Okay.

Alison >> So next Tuesday at 3:15 would work for you?

Wonderful. Thank you. Bye-bye.

[click]

[thunk]

♪

[sigh]

[rattle of lock]

Our anniversary.

[rattle of lock]

[click!] [rattle of door]

♪

Steve >> You couldn't wait an hour?

I was going to bring you here myself.

Were you? Yes.

Honey, I'm not trying to hide anything from you.

I'm just trying to protect you. Here's the pills, the labels.

It's all here. I've told you everything.

That's just it, Steve! I don't want you to tell me

what my memories are!

I don't even know what's real or not real anymore

because of what you did to me.

I did what I thought was right at the time, honey.

I didn't feel like I had a choice, and I did it because

I love you.

I'll do anything. Just tell me...

What else do you want from me?

I want my memory back.

♪

Kreugher >> I don't know what calendar you're looking at.

Mine says the 15th ain't till next week.

An advance? What am I, the bank?

[knock, knock]

Look, baby, I got my own problems here, okay?

Why don't you get that new boyfriend of yours to

give you a loan.

Sweetie, hey, come on. Knowing you, you'll figure

some way to get it out of him, trust me. Goodbye.

[clunk] Sorry about that.

So, you must be Janet's friend.

Yes, Alison Morgan. We spoke on the phone earlier.

That we did. [cell phone rings]

Aw...

Like a dog with a bone, that one.

She was number four. Shoulda quit after three.

So... What can I do for you?

Well, I need some information on someone.

That's what I do. Who's the mark?

My husband.

You want to know if he's seeing someone else, huh?

No, I'm pretty certain there is no one else.

Okay, then, I don't understand.

What exactly are you looking for that you're willing to

pay me $300 a day plus expenses?

I need to find out more about him...his past.

Past.

Okay.

His name is Steven Alan Morgan.

He's a doctor, he has a private practice over on Garden Drive.

Got it. I'll get started right away.

Great. Uh...one more thing.

I need you to look into someone else.

Sure. Who's that?

Me.

[footsteps]

[beep, beep]

[footsteps]

[door clicks open]

[thunk] [gasp]

♪

Janet >> Whatever you want from me, you've got it, okay?

You can stay a day, a week, a month, whatever.

Thanks. I just can't be around him right now.

I know what you mean. Boy, I know what you mean.

Okay, so I guess I'll head home and pack up a few things,

and take off before he gets there.

I'm going to run a few errands and then I'll meet

you back in a bit. You know where the key is.

Yeah, thanks. Oh, you're welcome.

You'll be okay. Okay.

♪

Operator. Could I have City

Parking Enforcement, please. Operator >> One moment, please.

[click]

Service Rep >> Parking Enforcement, how can I help you?

Hi, there. I think I might have some

outstanding parking tickets. Can you check for me?

Rep >> Your license number?

Steve >> Is QLM 816.

Rep >> Mr. Jack Kreugher? That's me.

♪

Can I help you? Jack >> Excuse me?

It's just you've been sitting across the street

from my building for two hours. I thought you might have

something to tell me.

I don't know you from Adam, friend.

I'm just sitting here waiting for my wife.

Oh? Okay.

Which one of the four would that be?

Or is there a new one?

I know who you are, Mr. Kreugher,

your reputation precedes you.

Is that right. Yup.

Yeah, my wife's best friend, Janet, used you in her

divorce a few years ago. Remember Janet?

Medium height, long brown hair, kind of annoying.

Yeah, anyway you've got a checkered past, huh?

A string of failed marriages, kicked out of the Sheriff's

department for taking bribes.

So this situation should be familiar.

♪

Alison's a very sick woman. Schizophrenic, actually.

She suffers from paranoid delusions, and

I don't want you or anybody else feeding that paranoia.

I'd appreciate it if you told her that her husband's

a solid citizen and a credit to the community.

Do you think you can do that?

♪

Mac, for 10-Gs, I'll tell her you're the King of Siam.

Always a pleasure doing business with a reasonable man.

Hey, Jack, now you can pay those parking tickets.

[tap, tap] Nice day.

♪

CSI >> Oh, yeah, jackpot. Looks like we got a thumb

and an index finger, plus a couple of partials.

Can you run them? [beep]

CSI >> Already doing it. If this guy's got a record

anywhere in the country, we'll know in a couple of minutes.

Kreugher >> I'll wait.

CSI >> So, look, after this we're even, right?

I mean, I could get fired here.

Will you relax. No one's going to find out.

So...that check's made out to you.

So?

CSI >> So you're not a cop anymore.

I mean if that was me... cha-ching.

What can I tell you? I got religion.

♪

CSI >> That was quick.

Kreugher >> Bingo! That's him!

Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa... It says here this guy's dead.

♪

[phone rings] Hello?

Allie, it's me. Have you heard?

Hear what? Dr. Jennifer Prasad, right?

That's your doctor, the one who was going to report Steve?

Yeah, yeah, why? What's going on?

Janet >> They found her body this morning.

She's been murdered.

Yeah, Troy Lancaster. General Practitioner, Boston.

One prior for selling morphine under the counter.

Killed in a car crash February, '06...

Must be a mistake. Kreugher >> No mistake.

Are there any details on the crash?

A police report... something...

CSI >> Uh...checking.

♪

Here we go.

One of his patients was in the car with him...

Anna Tyson... Both killed on impact

and severely burned.

Is there a picture of her?

♪

Kreugher >> Alison Morgan.

CSI >> You know her? Yeah, she's the woman

who hired me.

♪

Steve >> Going somewhere?

I'm going to Janet's.

Oh? Why?

I just... I need some time alone.

Well, being with Janet's not being alone.

I need some time away from you right now.

I won't let you go, Alison.

♪

[cell phone rings]

Recording >> You've reached Alison's cell.

I can't take your call right now but leave a message

and I'll get back to you. [beep]

Allison, it's Jack Kreugher. You were right, your husband's

not who he says he is. You're in danger.

I'm on my way over there right now. [click]

Call the FBI, tell them Lancaster and Anna Tyson

are still alive.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You said nobody was going to

find out about this. What can I say? I lied.

♪

What happened with Prasad?

You think I killed Prasad?

Honey, whatever else you might think about me,

I'm not a murderer.

You're confused... about a lot of things.

But you know in your heart that I would never do that.

Try me.

All I want is for you to be happy.

I just want us to move on.

♪

I have to go.

♪

Anna! Anna!

♪

Good morning, Anna. How are you feeling today?

We're both doing fine.

♪

Dr. Lancaster! You scared me.

Sorry. I thought that was you.

You need a jump, it looks like.

Ach, the battery's dead.

♪

I really appreciate this. No problem.

♪

Give it a try!

♪

Nothing, huh? Nope.

♪

Let me try. Okay.

♪

I really envy your husband, Anna.

♪

Mmmmph... Mmmmph...

♪

But he doesn't deserve you.

♪

Mmmmmmm....!

♪

Recording >> You've reached Allison's cell. I can't

take your call right now... Dammit! [beep]

♪

[footsteps]

[ding-dong, ding-dong-ding-dong]

♪

[dialing beeps]

Janet >> I was just trying to call you!

Kreugher >> Is she there? Janet >> No.

I checked all the doors and windows...they're locked.

Who's car is that? That's Alison's.

His is gone? Yeah.

He probably took her somewhere. You're probably right.

Excuse me.

[thunks of car door]

[footsteps]

Hey...whoa, whoa, whoa. No, no, no.

You're not going to break in, are you?

Think of it as 'keyless entry'. Yeah, but I have a key.

On you? Well, no...

Then why bring it up? That's a good point.

[click!] [ALARM!]

Great! Tell me you know that.

I know that. [code numbers beep]

Kreugher >> Alison?

ALISON!

[footsteps] ALISON!

I'll look in here.

Maybe we should call the police.

And tell them what? Everything's fine over here and

Oh, yeah, by the way, we decided to break in just to make sure?

Look, all I can prove right this minute is that he was

willing to pay me ten grand instead of $300 a day

plus expenses.

Who's cell phone?

Ah! The ranch! The ranch?

Janet >> They have a ranch out by Green Mountain.

Alison said Steve wanted to go out there this weekend.

♪

Steve >> Honey, I'm home.

♪

Sweetie, I've just got a few chores to do.

I'll be right up, okay?

♪

[panicked gasps]

♪

Ohhh!

♪

Steve >> This'll will go a long way toward removing all

of those tragic memories of Greg and Becky.

♪

Trust me when I tell you that you'll be much happier than

you were before. I give you my word.

[cries and gasps]

♪

There we go. [muffled screams]

♪

As far as the rest of the world is concerned...

we're dead.

[laboured gasping]

♪

Whew. I forgot how much I love it out here.

[footsteps]

Alison >> ARGH! YOU SON OF A BITCH!

What are you doing to me?

What have you done with my family?

My child, my real husband?

As far as I'm concerned, I am your real husband.

Why me?

Because I love you, Alison.

Would I go to all this trouble if I didn't?

You know, you were the perfect woman once.

Loyal, obedient, beautiful...

and most of all,

not independent enough to have a life or a career of your own.

I had a life!

You took it from me!

I gave you a better life! YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL!

♪

Anyway...pretty soon we're going to forget about all that

and we're going to start again. Don't you want to be happy

again the way we used to be?

It'll never happen. I'll gut you in your sleep.

Oh, honey, I don't think so. Okay...

You know, I'm going to give you a little something

to settle you down, okay?

Alison! Ow! Stop it, stop it...

Alison, Alison...!

♪

Ow! Ow...

♪

Okay... [sound of kissing]

♪

Ah...they say it's going to be a chilly one tonight.

♪

I thought I'd build us a cozy little fire.

Would you like that? Now, we're going to start fresh.

We're going to erase all that.

We're going to have a clean slate, and start all over again.

You know... I find the honeymoon phase

is the best part of any relationship anyway.

I'm looking forward to us falling in love all over again.

♪

How about you? OW!

♪

[SLAP!]

Well, how about that?

I guess sometimes the old ways are best.

Janet >> It's up ahead on the left about a quarter mile, tops.

Kreugher >> Why didn't you tell be before we went on top of him.

Janet >> What do you mean? I just did.

Yeah, well, hopefully he didn't hear us.

♪

[click of cocked rifle] Janet >> What are you doing?

What's it look like I'm doing?

I want to see what we're dealing with.

Janet >> What about me? Kreugher >> You? You're

staying here, it's safer. Janet >> Oh no, no, no, no, no.

Being in the dark...in the middle of the freaking woods?

I don't think so. Listen to me...

No! I'm not listening to anything!

Number one, I got you this gig, and number two,

that is my best friend. I'm coming with.

Alright, alright, alright. Just be quiet.

Bring the flashlight. If there's anything I've

learned after four wives, they're never going to do

what you tell them to do anyway.

Jack! What are you doing?

There's a perfectly good road right here.

If he heard the truck, he'll be watching the road,

not the woods. Now, come on, follow me.

Come on!

♪

Pupils still dilated, that's good...

Let's check that pulse, huh?

That's a little weak... but okay.

♪

I'll be right back.

[footsteps]

♪

Good boy. Good boy. Good boy.

♪

Let go, will ya?

[muffled scuffles]

Janet >> Thank you.

[soft footsteps]

Oh, my God.

Kreugher >> Okay, she's there. Now where is he?

Janet >> Do you think he heard us?

He might have.

Which means we've got no time to lose.

Does he have any guns that you're aware of?

Well, I've only been here once.

He wasn't waving any around or anything.

Kreugher >> Well, I'm going to get her.

And this time you stay put. You stay right here.

But I don't... No. He may be armed.

Now don't move.

Unless of course, something happens, in which case you

hightail it back to the truck, and get the hell out of here.

You got it? Got it.

Good girl.

Great. Okay, if something goes wrong.

I hightail it through the woods by myself.

♪

[click]

♪

Oh, my God!

♪

[whack]

♪

You've got to hurry.

He's going to try to...

Kreuger >> Don't worry about him.

First we got to get you out of here...

♪

[whack]

♪

Kreugher >> Alison, come on.

You can do this. Okay.

♪

[thunk]

[crash of wood]

Kreugher >> Come on. Come on.

Arghh... Alison >> Oh, oh...

♪

Kreugher >> There you go! Oooff.

Alison, come on. You can do this!

♪

Who's out here?

I need you to listen to me. Listen to me.

Your real name is Anna... Tyson.

Remember?

You're Anna. Do you remember?

Huh? Anna? I have a daughter...

You have a daughter, that's right.

♪

You have a daughter and a husband and they're alive!

They're alive and they're waiting for you.

They are.

♪

[frightened breathing]

♪

Steve >> You're Janet!

♪

[Janet shrieks]

Hey, Janet.

Nice of you to stop by.

I called 911. The police'll be here

any minute. Sure they will.

Who's with you? Kreugher?

No... Liar. [whap! thud!]

Kreugher >> Now you need to do this for them, come on.

You can do it! Come on!

♪

Okay, stand.

Come on.... That a girl, that a girl.

Come on, Anna, you can do this.

You can do this. He's in the stables.

I'll deal with him. Come on.

I want you to sit here.

Stay here, and don't move, okay?

I'll be right back.

♪

[clatter of door]

♪

[a horse whinnies]

♪

[CRASH!]

♪

[sound of exerted struggles]

♪

[whack!] Argghghh!

[BANG!]

♪

Alison...?

You upstairs, sweetheart?

♪

Alison?

Alison...?

[footsteps]

Come on out, honey. I know you're in here.

♪

Come on, Alison, this is silly.

♪

Ahhh...there you are.

♪

You have really made a mess of things, Alison.

[CLICK!]

That's not my name.

Excuse me?

I said that's not my NAME!

AHHH!

AHHHHH.....

[THUD!]

♪

[car engine]

♪

Excuse me, ma'am.

I'm Special Agent Purdue...

You're Alison Morgan?

No, I'm Anna Tyson.

Purdue >> You remember that?

Do you remember them?

[sobs]

Because they remember you.

♪

Becky >> Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy...

[knock, knock, knock...]

♪